01x19 - Episode 19

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Written by: Naghmeh Samini, Hassan Fathi

Ali Nasirian

Taraneh Alidousti

Shahab Hosseini

Mostafa Zamani

Parinaz Izadyar
Mehdi Soltani-Sarvestani

Mahmoud Pakniat
Houman Barghnavard

Gelareh Abbasi
Ghazal Shakeri

Soheila Razavi, Fariba Motekhases
Pantea Panahiha

Ramin Nasernasir, Nasim Adabi, Hadi Ghomeishi

Mehran Nael, Amirhossein Fathi, Mina Vahid

Farshid Samadipour, Parviz Bozorgi
Mohammad Yeganeh

Nahid Moslemi, Mona Ahmadi, Nahal Dashti

Bani Palshomun, Reza Najafi, Mehdi Alipour, Pasha Jamali

Mahsa Nasiri, Saghi Zinati
Manouchehr Zendedel, Parisa Sabourinejad

With
Parviz Falahipour, Amirhossein Rostami, Jamshid Gorgin

Starring
Jamshid Hashempour

And
Abolfazl Pourarab

Camera operator: Mohammad Namdari
First assistant camera: Abolfazl Nabati

Programmers: Alireza Nesai, Hamed Tasdigh-Moghaddam

First assistant director: Arash Sajjadi-Hosseini
Unit production manager: Atoosa Shahsiah

Supervising director: Seyed Mohsen Yousefi
Photographer: Amirhossein Shojaee

Visual effects: Behnam Khaksar
Title sequence: Majid Yousefzadeh

Sound engineer: Khosro Keyvanmehr
Production manager: Taher Amani

Set designer: Hassan Ruhparvari
Costume designer: Jaleh Zakizadeh

Singer: Mohsen Chavoshi

Sound and mix: Seyed Alireza Alavian

Make-up designer: Saeed Malekan

Music by: Amir Tavasoli

Edited by: Mehdi Hosseinivand

Director of photography: Afshin Ahmadi

Project manager: Hassan Najjarian-Daryani

Executive manager: Saeed Malekan

Investors:
Seyed Mohammad Hadi Razavi, Seyed Mohammad Emami

Produced by: Seyed Mohammad Emami

Directed by: Hassan Fathi

Guest actor: Hamidreza Azarang

- Hello?
- Mr. Divansalar.

If I wasn’t beholden to you,

I would never get involved in these games.

But you’ve done me great favors.

- What’s your name?
- My name?

What difference does it make?

I’m nobody compared to your countless servants.

What do you want at this time of night?

You know it’s so hard to say these things.

But there’s no alternative as
it’s an important matter.

Your daughter-in-law has been so ungrateful.

It’s a pity her blood is in the veins of your successor.

Well, she dates her ex-fiancé sometimes.

What was his name?
Farhad Damavandi.

I’m sorry to say this but it’s true.

She still sees this handsome boy.

She sees him good and proper.

They dated each other in Jamshid’s restaurant tonight.

You can’t believe it, can you?

I left the evidence in the yard behind your door.

On the table next to the vase.
It’s in an ocher envelope.

Hello?

This is the dearest thing I’ve kept all these years.

It belonged to Shirin’s mother.

Even tons of gold,

wouldn’t be as valuable as this.

Take this.

Take it as a gift for becoming a mother.

It’s safer with you.

There’s no answer sir.

Call Jamshid’s home.

Hello Jamshid.
Sorry for disturbing you at this time of night.

I wanted to ask

if Shahrzad is brining Kabir to
Mr. Bozorg tomorrow.

She’s not there?

No thank you. It’s nothing important.

Goodbye.

He said she’s at her own place.

- What’s the matter?
- Let it be.

- Fetch Ghobad. We have to go somewhere.
- Sure.

What’s wrong uncle?
Where are we going?

- Get in the car.
- Should I get the guys too sir?

So we’ll be disgraced before everyone?
No need for that.

Get in.

- Uncle, aren’t you going to say what’s going on?
- It’s all about your cowardice.

Your lack of spirit.

You’ve buried your head in the sand.

Ignoring everything!

What have I done uncle?

- What have I done Heshmat?
- Right now, I neither want to talk,

nor want to hear anything.

You’ll come to know.

Drive faster.

You don’t need to come.
Sit in the car.

- Hello sir. Welcome.
- Tonight after the restaurant was closed,

- did anyone come here?
- No sir.

- Are you sure?
- No sir.

- Has anyone been here or not?
- I don’t know sir.

Don’t go Ghobad. Don’t go.

Mr. Bozorg.

We don’t know anything.
Keep that in mind.

We know nothing.

Uncle?

Uncle?

Can you hear me?

Did you do your job?

Say nothing. Just drive.

My dad!

Dad!

Dad!

- Good job doctor.
- Thank you.

- How is he?
- It wasn’t a simple operation.

Your patient has lost too much blood.

But we stopped the bleeding anyway.

- Will he make it?
- We’ll try our best.

We should be patient.

Excuse me.

You should take Shirin home.

- She’ll get sick here.
- Oh dad!

Don’t worry Shirin.

Put your trust in God.

The anvil fears no blows.

How dare you come here?

- You and your daughter are our biggest enemies.
- Shirin!

- Ms. Shirin!
- It could be you!

Why should this happen to him in your restaurant?

Shirin! Shirin!

- Let’s go home.
- No.

I said let’s go.

Don’t get offended.

She’s just too upset to watch her mouth.

- Let’s go check on Heshmat.
- Yeah, let’s go.

It was midnight. I was sleeping
when Mr. Bozorg summoned me.

He was not in the mood.

He didn’t say anything.
He’s always like that.

I mean when he’s irritated,

he doesn’t say a word.

Then he told me and Ghobad to
go with him and we did.

And I told you what happened next.

The guy had covered his face.

He wanted to sh**t us to death.

God knows what would happen
if Ghobad didn’t arrive.

When he summoned you at midnight,

didn’t he mention anything related to the past?

Anything?

Nothing.
You don’t know Mr. Bozorg.

If he doesn’t want anyone to know his secrets,

he keeps his mouth shut.

Don’t you suspect anyone?

Someone who had threatened him before?

I’m talking about old enmities.

As far as I know,

- Mr. Bozorg has no enemies.
- Very well.

Please let us know if there’s anything new.

- Yes sir.
- See you later.

- I think it’s a bad time.
- Not at all.

You must be the owner of the restaurant.

Yes.

But I swear that

I didn’t have the slighted idea.

Mr. Bozorg called at midnight.

He asked me to take my grandkid to his place.
That’s all.

Yes. The voidance shows that the sh**ter
or shooters had broken the lock on the backdoor.

Yes. See?

So you’re not among the suspects.

But you’re not allowed to leave the
city until the end of the interrogations.

Okay.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Feeling better?
- How is Mr. Bozorg?

We don’t know anything yet.

His doctor said we have to wait and see.

God help us.

Help me stand up.

Don’t you want to stay here for
another day and get better?

We have a lot to get done.

All right.
I’ll go take care of your discharge.

Thank you.

Careful. Careful.

Come in.

- Good day sir.
- Good day major.

Anything new?

As you ordered, I sent Captain Mohammadi
to the hospital for investigations.

- Well?
- The old man hasn’t come to, yet.

And his driver has been slightly injured.

- He won’t say anything sir.
- What about his nephew, Ghobad?

- Has he seen the sh**ter’s face?
- No sir.

- Apparently, the sh**ter had covered his face.
- And?

I’ve put two guards at Mr. Bozorg’s
door to keep watch 24.7.

I’ve asked them for written reports
on all comings and goings.

Very well.

For now, we have to wait and see if
the old man will come to or not.

You can go.

You blew it!

We have to wait.

- Hello Jamshid.
- Hello.

How is Mr. Bozorg?

- How is Mr. Bozorg?
- Just pray for him.

We’ve put our trust in God.

- Hello Shahrzad.
- Hello.

- Hello ma’am.
- Hello.

Shahrzad honey.

Shirin is not feeling well right now.

If she says anything, don’t talk back to her.

I’m going. The guys are waiting.

- Should have I come here in this situation at all?
- Of course.

I mean Shirin will feel even worse by seeing me.

You’re not here for Shirin.

You’re here for your husband’s uncle.

Besides, the accident has happened
in your dad’s restaurant.

We have to keep people’s mouths shut.

- You can never keep their mouths shut, mom.
- Don’t argue.

- Hello.
- Hello Parvin.

- Hello Shahrzad.
- Hello Hooshang.

Hello dear. How are you?

- Why are you standing here?
- What can I say?

I’m standing here holding a child!

The whole family will be disgraced if
anyone sees me here like this.

I’m fed up with Homeyra!

You started again mom?

Why are you so late?

I’ve been up there alone for half an hour now.

Why did you come here alone?

- You could wait for us.
- Now this is how I get thanked!

- Homeyra? Homeyra?
- You’re late.

- Yes?
- Don’t you want to come and get the kid?

I’m tired. Keep him for a moment.

- It’s just a kid you’re holding not a mountain.
- Keep it down Homeyra. Come on.

Why all the fuss?

Son?

My back hurts.

- Get down and stand up for a moment.
- I don’t know how to.

You’ll learn.

If you put me down, I’ll tell mom.

- Hello. Please sit down.
- Hello.

- Please be seated. Hello.
- Hello.

Hello Shirin. How are you?

Thank God Mr. Bozorg is still alive.

It’s not right to cry so much.
Stop it because of Shirin.

Shirin! We all were so lucky.

Mr. Bozorg is like a father to all of us.

- Thank you.
- May he get well soon.

We’ve been praying for him.

- Shahrzad honey, say something.
- Yes.

I hope it won’t happen again.

- He’ll get well soon God willing.
- God willing.

May we always have our friends’ prayers.

- May the enemies come to grief.
- Amen.

- Help yourself.
- Thank you.

Akram, go bring Kabir to me.

Excuse me. Ms. Shirin said to take Kabir to her.

Omid is a little unwell.

Tell her, maybe some other time.

Sure.

God help us.

My dad was both a father and a mother to me.

- May God bless your mother and brothers.
- Amen.

I’m glad my mother is not here to see these days.

She had such a fragile heart.

She couldn’t even tolerate to see us cough,
let alone dad’s current condition.

Back then, mothers were kind for real.

It wasn’t like now.

If we got a little unwell

my mother would turn deathly pale.

Se couldn’t eat or sleep for a week.

She had no time for caring about
herself and going out.

- That’s true.
- Old mothers!

Really.

- I have to change the baby’s diaper. Excuse me.
- Go ahead darling.

Have they caught the sh**ter yet?

All we know is that it’s happened in the
restaurant Jamshid runs for us.

That’s all we know.

Please drink your tea.

Drink your tea.

Have your tea please.

- Shahrzad.
- Ghobad.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Why are you looking so pale? What’s wrong?
- Nothing.

I was worried about you.

If I got there a moment later last night,
the guy would blow uncle’s brain out.

And when he pointed the g*n at me, I thought
I’d no longer see you and the baby.

Let me hold him.
I miss him so much.

- Let me hold my prince.
- I’ve heard all about it.

Let’s go over there.

Shahrzad,

I’m really sorry.

I don’t know why I lost my temper
like that last night.

It’s okay.

I thought,

You wouldn’t tell me anything
if you’d something up your sleeve.

What are you saying Ghobad?

But if you got something up your sleeve,
I’ll have no choice.

I’ll have to k*ll us both.

Just like in movies!
Give him to me.

- Come here sweetie.
- Movies are made from these stories.

I’m coming to you tonight, no matter what.

My patience has run out.

But that’s against Mr. Bozorg’s rules.

- Only once a week.
- First of all,

The heart has its own rules.

Second of all,

Mr. Bozorg is unconscious in the hospital now.

We don’t even know whether or
not he’s gonna make it.

I don’t care about his rules right now.

What about her?

I’ll do something that she stays alone in peace.

- Hello sir.
- Malmal.

- Yes?
- Wait.

Yes sir?

- You can see this situation.
- Yes.

Have Shirin’s back.
I have to go out.

Following what happened to him,

I have to go somewhere with some of his guys.

If Shirin asks about me,

- tell her the story.
- Yes sir.

I’m going to the hospital from there.

- I may have to stay with uncle till the morning.
- Yes sir.

After these women leave,

brew something for Shirin to drink.

- The more she sleeps the better.
- Yes sir.

- Mr. Ghobad.
- Sure.

They’re waiting for you downstairs.

- Don’t forget what I said.
- Okay.

Did you hear what I said?

- Yes! I’m not a fool.
- Heaven forbid.

- Hello Ghobad.
- Hello. How are you?

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Sorry to hear the news Heshmat.
- Thanks.

Don’t keep the child here, it’s too hot.

- And there’s cigarette smoke. Take him out.
- Okay.

What was the thing uncle told me in the car?

- I’m a coward?
- He just wanted to pull your ear.

He didn’t mean anything or I’d know.

?
But don’t tell anyone about it.

I’m not a child.

Remember, it’s all one sentence.

Without you, there would be no Mr. Bozorg now.

- Isn’t that true?
- It’s true.

Where are you going?
Give me the cigarette.

- Hooshang?
- Yes Heshmat?

Will you come here?

- Hope I’m not interrupting.
- Not at all.

Please put out this cigarette on your way out.

- Sure.
- Thank you.

- Aren’t we men dad?
- We are son.

Then why aren’t we going to the men’s section?

Don’t you have to pee?

You should pee.

May he get well soon.

It’s gonna be all right Ghobad.

Today, I asked Ghobad to join us.

If it wasn’t because of Ghobad,

There would be no Mr. Bozorg.

Good job Ghobad. Good job indeed.

You truly have the Divansalar blood in your veins.

- Well-done Ghobad.
- Indeed.

I was saying.
This attack must be the work of big shots.

- Not those petty criminals.
- Things that you say Hashem.

Big shots bigger than Mr. Bozorg?

?
We’ve buried our heads in the sand unaware
that some people have been acting up.

We’re unaware that some people
have been betraying us.

Hashem is right.

Before the coup d'état of August 18,

where was Shirvani?

Where was Behboudi?

We’ll give them all hell.

Just give us the permission, Heshmat.

Give us the permission and they’ll be ruined.

- Yeah.
- Shirvani is nobody.

It’s the work of Behboudi.

He’s been holding a grudge against Mr. Bozorg
after what happened to Taghi Rafat.

Behboudi is nobody.
Hw wouldn’t dare lock horns with Mr. Bozorg.

Now he’s somebody.

He’s been wide awake.

Wide awake.

He’s uprooting him.

- He’s ruing everything.
- He’d do that if Ghobad wasn’t there.

So everything is clear, huh?

It’s Behboudi behind it.

What are we waiting for now?

We’ll take revenge and teach him a lesson.

We’ll have him run over by a car.

Don’t be hasty.

Thank God Mr. Bozorg is still alive.

We’ll wait till he comes to.

Then he’ll tell us what to do.

We can’t waste the time by then.

But we cannot wade in unknown water.

Can we? No we can’t.

Why are you standing up?

Sit down. Sit down.

- Kamal, change the teas.
- Yes, it’s cold.

I don’t know.

You shouldn’t have lied to him.

It’s okay.

Shirin would be glad to know I stayed
with her dad in the hospital.

With all those guards there,

it makes no difference if I’m there or not.

So?

Everybody’s satisfied.

Me, you, the child and even Shirin.

This is called diplomacy.

But this kind of diplomacy could
ruin everything sometimes.

Not when you’re careful.

Where are we going anyway?

Somewhere that’s as bright
as the day during the night.

Look at daddy’s prince!

- Thank you.
- You’re welcome.

Please help yourselves.

These two necklaces have arrived lately.

This is made of genuine pearls of Persian Gulf.

And this one.

This is like the necklace Peter the Great gave his wife as a gift.

You can see it in one of Shishkin’s paintings.

Let me see.

I think they all suit you.
You want us to take them all?

Don’t make me take them all Ghobad.

You’re threatening me?

Monsieur Qazarian.

- Yes.
- We’ll take them all.

Ma’am, I congratulate you for having such a husband.

Thank you. I like that one.

This one?

- This?
- Yes.

- Sure?
- Yes.

- Was this the one in Shashlik;s painting?
- Peter the Great gave it to his wife as a gift.

- Gave this one?
- It’s in Shishkin’s painting.

Oh yes Shishkin!

- We’ll take this one.
- Nice taste.

- May it bring you luck ma’am.
- Thank you.

- You deserve it honey.
- Thanks Ghobad.

But it was a small one.
You could take a big thing.

Excuse me ma’am.

There’s something I need to say
and I know it’s not the time.

But I’m afraid it’ll be too late f I don’t say it.

It’s about Malmal.

I’ve seen her searching your
closet for a couple of times.

God know what she’s looking for.

I’ve seen him whispering on the phone for a few times.

God knows with whom.

And she picked on me a few times.

- That what I bring you and stuff.
- Akram.

Yes ma’am?

I’m fed up with you two.

Don’t make me fire you both one of these days.

Don’t worry ma’am.

Mr. Bozorg is an anvil that fears no blows.

What are you saying?

My dad has been shot.
He hasn’t come to, yet.

- What am I doing here at all? I should go to the hospital.
- Ma’am.

Mr. Ghobad is there.
So it’s like you are there.

Yes, I’m glad he’s there.

I’m glad he went in the evening.

He seemed to be so worried.

He went when the guest started leaving.

Are you talking about Jamshid’s family?

What are you trying to say?

Nothing. I just said something.

That’s nonsense!

That’s enough! Go.

Yes ma’am.

I had this filled for you.

- And I put the rest under the bed.
- All right, go.

- Should I put your clothes in the closet ma’am?
- No Akram. Go.

Yes ma’am.

- It suits you.
- Thanks.

You deserve more.

- You should’ve picked a bigger one.
- But I liked this one.

If it was Shirin, she’d pick the biggest one.

Fine! Don’t give me that look.

I don’t mean to talk behind her back.

After all my uncle did to hurt me,

I didn’t want this to happen.

It’s gonna be all right.

- My uncle is a bad thing that never dies.
- I hope so.

Get some sleep Ghobad. You’re exhausted.

Okay but on one condition.

You should come to bed too.
With your Arabian Nights Stories.

I have to put Omid in bed.

Let Batoul do that.

I can’t sleep the nights I’m with you.

It’s like a sin.

In the morning, I’ll have a guilty conscience

for k*lling my time by sleeping next to you.

Oh Ghobad!

You’re beginning to learn how to speak softly.

In the words of the poet,

It’s all because

of my companion.

Yes?

Hello.

Mr. Divansalar? Which one?

Mr. Ghobad is not here.
You can leave a message.

Please wait till I ask my lady.

Whoever it is, tell them to call later.

- Let her sleep for a moment.
- It’s not your business.

Did I ask for your opinion?

She has no manners!

Excuse me ma’am.
I wouldn’t interrupt if it wasn’t an emergency.

They called from Qazarian Jewelry Shop.

They said Ghobad was there in the evening.

He’s left a baby hat.

They asked for our address to send the hat.

I didn’t know what to do.

They’re waiting for an answer now.
What should I tell them?

Hello. This is Shirin Divansalar.

What’s the story of this baby hat?

All right.

Welcome.

- Hello.
- Hello Mrs. Divansalar.

- Where’s the hat?
- Please have a seat.

- No thanks.
- Can I get you a coffee?

- No, bring me the hat.
- Yes.

- How is your father?
- Fine.

- Did he get well?
- He’s better.

- Here is the hat.
- When were they here?

This evening.

- What did they want?
- They bought a gold necklace.

It was the lady’s taste of course.

Mrs. Divansalar. The hat!

Who is it at this time of night?

Who is it?

I’m coming.

Hello Ms. Shirin.

Go get this man!

- Hurry up.
- He’s not here.

He’s not?

What is his clunker doing at the door then?

- His car is here but he’s not.
- Aha!

Don’t act for me stupid woman!

Have you forgotten how much you begged me?

How much you begged me to let you get back to work?

Go get him.

Hurry up.

Go in.

- Mr. Ghobad! Ms. Shirin is at the door.
- You go inside.

What is it Shirin?

What are you doing here?
What do you want?

You’re too much of a jerk, Ghobad!

Wait a minute. Wait!

- It’s not what you think it is.
- What is it then?

- The baby was unwell.
- Stop talking nonsense.

- Cut it out and listen.
- Spit it out.

I’m telling you the baby was unwell.

- I had to take him to a hospital.
- Yeah, right!

Like I’m gonna believe that.

- You filthy liar!
- It’s a shame!

- Lower your voice.
- It’s a shame?

What are you looking at?

Please come in.

It’s a family issue!

- Go home.
- Jerk!

- You hypocrite!
- Let’s go in for a moment.

- Go in?
- Let’s go talk about it.

There’s no way I set foot in that witch’s house.

- Why don’t you understand?
- Understand what?

I’m telling you I was going to the hospital.

Cut the crap!

You’ve left my dad alone to have
fun with that wicked woman?

- Damn you Ghobad.
- Watch your mouth Shirin.

- Don’t make me insult you.
- What are you gonna say?

You’re wasted!
You don’t even know what you’re saying.

- Now I am the one to blame, huh?
- Yes, you are. What’s your point?

What should I do to make you stop?

?
You don’t need to do anything.
Just drop dead.

I want both you and that wicked woman dead.

I wish I die and get rid of you.

Get rid of me?

Wait Ghobad.

Get rid of me?

- Watch your mouth!
- That’s it.

You just make a scene all the time.

Like you and your stupid wife
are such reputable people.

Everybody here knows this house belongs to my dad.

- Don’t get my back up Shirin!
- What are you gonna do?

Show some mettle, you coward!

You deserved none of the things my dad gave you.

Couldn’t you forget about having fun tonight?

You’ve never understood and you never will.

You can shout right here all night long.

- I’m going to bed.
- You’re not going anywhere. Wait!

You’re distracted!

You’ve left your baby’s hat when
you’d gone to by jewelry for that witch.

Yes, in Qazarian’s shop.

When my dad gets well,

I’ll teach you both a lesson.

I’ll put you through hell.

I’ll give you hell.

Batoul, hold him for a moment.

What happened Ghobad?
What did she say?

- It’s okay. Go to bed.
- Look at me.

- You’re bleeding at the nose.
- I’m fine.

-
- It’s okay.
- Where did she go?

She wasn’t feeling well.

She’s come here wasted making a scene.

The smell of alcohol was all over the place.
Why should I be worried about her?

You lied to her Ghobad.
Her dad is hospitalized.

And you’re the only one she has.
I wish you go after her.

And now you’re defending her too!

I’m not defending her.
You saw that she wasn’t sober.

I’m afraid she does something to herself.

- Where did she go?
- To hell!

What are you saying Shahrzad?

You’re being more catholic than the Pope?

Keep that child quiet Batoul.

- He gave me a headache.
- Yes. Yes.

Ghobad!

Yes, I checked it. It was okay.

Where is that lady going?

Where are you going ma’am?

Hey ma’am.

- Where are you going ma’am.
- Let go.

Who are you to question me?

- Keep it down ma’am.
- Where is my dad?

Who’s your dad?

Don’t you know my dad?

Don’t you know Mr. Bozorg?

- What are you getting paid for?
- Shirin! Shirin!

I apologize.

She’s Mr. Divansalar’s daughter.
I’m sorry.

- Shirin!
- Where is my dad?

- He’s in his room.
- What are you doing here?

- Ghobad is coming.
- Don’t talk about him.

Tell me about my dad.
I’m so worried about him.

- How is he?
- He’s fine.

What’s happened to him?

- What’s happened to my dad?
- Nothing.

Go home and get some rest.

If you don’t answer me, I’ll make a scene.

Sit down.

This evening, he had some heart problems.

- He had to undergo a surgery.
- Heart problems?

He’s had a heart attack?

Unfortunately yes.

- How is he now?
- He’s fine.

- You’re sounding weird.
- Why?

Then what are all these doctors and nurses doing here?

Why did this happen to my dad?

Who would have a heart attack in a hospital?

- Who would have a heart attack in a hospital?
- Calm down.

- Shirin! Shirin!
- What the hell were you doing?

- Stop this tomfoolery.
- Keep it down ma’am. This is a hospital.

- Move! I want to see my dad.
- It’s forbidden.

My dad can buy this whole place!

Forbidden? Get out of my way.

- You can’t go ma’am.
- Yes I can.

Why don’t you understand?

- I’m Bozorg Divansalar’s daughter.
- Stop it Shirin.

Say nothing Heshmat. It’s your fault too.

- If you took care of my dad, this wouldn’t happen.
- What’s going on here?

- Doctor, this lady…
- You’re all trying to k*ll my dad.

- You’re all in this together.
- Keep your cool, ma’am.

- I don’t understand.
- What the hell were you doing?

Why did you let my dad have a heart attack?

- Ma’am, patients might have heart attack in hospitals.
- That’s impossible!

- No it’s not.
- You gave him a heart attack. You’re all in this together.

- Doctor, cardiac arrest!
- Get out of here.

- What happened?
- Nothing.

- What are you doing to my dad?
- It’s okay.

- Move.
- You can’t go in.

- Out of my way!
- You can’t go in ma’am.

- Let go. Dad!
- Take her. Take her.

- Dad!
- Where are you going?

Dad!

May heaven save you if anything happens to him.

- Take her out.
- Give her some sedatives and let me do my job.

- Ms. Modarresi, come here for a moment.
- Leave me alone.

He’s k*lling my dad!

- Sit her down. She’s going crazy.
- Let go! I’m not crazy.

- I’m not crazy, you are.
- Okay, I’m crazy.

You’re all murderers!

He’s k*lling my dad. He’s k*lling my dad.

I’m not crazy.

Dad! You’re all in this together.

You’re all trying to k*ll my dad.

I’ll k*ll him.

Can I go sir?

- Morning my lady.
- Morning Batoul.

Good morning.
You didn’t sleep last night?

Come sit down for a moment.

Not all the classes are held during the first week.

I kept walking all night long.

I thought a lot.

I think you’re quite willing to get rid of me.

- What are you talking about Ghobad?
- Be honest with me.

I’ve heard enough lies in my life.

I want to hear the truth.

You’re fed up with me?

You don’t want me anymore?

You’re bored with me?

It’s crystal clear.

You’d love to get rid of me.

What are you saying?

Is this all because I told you to go after Shirin?

Or it’s because of what I told you?

- I told you I met him accidentally.
- Say nothing.

- You said it’s over. We celebrated.
- It’s not only that.

It’s because of last night too.

You were throwing me out of the house.

Did I throw you out of the house?

I said that because of Shirin.

You mean you wanted to throw me out of the house

because of your rival who came here and made a scene?

Wonderful!

First of all, that woman is human being.

Second of all.

I didn’t tell you to go after her because of her.
It was because of us.

Us, huh?

Swear on Omid’s life.

I swear on Omid’s life.

I hadn’t thought about it like that.

So let’s not talk about it anymore.

- 8:30
- When will your class start?
- 8:30.

- You want me to drive you?
- No.

Omid didn’t let you sleep last night, huh?

He was mad at his dad.

I don’t blame him.

My dear son!

What’s wrong sweetie?

What’s wrong?

- Batoul?
- Yes sir?

Come here for a moment.

- It’s okay dear.
- Yes?

- I think you should change his diaper.
- It’s okay dear.

I shall not hear,

But your voice,

I shall not breathe,

Without you.

You have turned to me.

Life has been good to me.

For my dear Shahrzad.

F. Damavandi.

It’s a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

The sky is cloudy.

I said I’d die without you, not this time.

You said you loved me, I think not,

Time and again, you said “I love you”,

Falling for these empty words I shall not,

Rejected once I’m devoted to you,

Your companion is all I wish to be,

Leaving you are, and I beg you to stay,

Another time I beg but insist I shall not,

Willing and unwilling you are,

This is my heart you’re squeezing in your hand,

It’s a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

It’s a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

How can I be pleased in my own grave?

Departing you are, but my darling,

Forget me you may, but not deny,

You are cruel to me, however,

I may resent but never detest you,

Willing and unwilling you are,

This is my heart you’re squeezing in your hand,

O’ I’m all alone again.

I’m all on my own.

In the Day of Judgment we shall meet again.